Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks

Chapter 694 2: Losa's Queshue Cavalry (Part 2)

"Silence!"

Led by Hans, more than ten winged cavalry arrived at the center of the square, their expressions solemn. These fierce warriors had just emerged from a violent battle in the world of combat records. Though their numbers were few, their murderous aura instantly overwhelmed the hundred elite selected soldiers present, causing them to almost struggle for breath.

Hans did not say anything, his expression somewhat complex.

As the past right-hand man of his former master, he was actually subdued with one hand by the master when sparring this morning. Even though he already knew his power was far inferior to the master's, such a disparity still left him quite disappointed.

Although he hadn't transformed, the master's transformation significantly enhanced his power.

These hundred elite selections were initially those listed in the Sipahi Cavalry company roster, but now Losa suddenly had a hundred Keshik army quotas, and naturally needed to establish the Keshik company immediately.

The soldier system's transition merely endowed them with the combat skills and knowledge required by their troop type.

It couldn't turn someone weak and feeble into an extraordinarily strong man, just like those woodland archers were far from being true "Woodland Elf Archers."

Therefore, the candidates for the Keshik army must at least meet the standards of being strong, obeying orders, and having the potential for future improvement.

As for language barriers?

No problem, they became fluent in Tatar upon their transition, a language only they could understand.

...

Governor's Mansion.

The Duke leads the journey, followed by twenty winged cavalry at the forefront. Several dozen fierce Duke's Guards (Varangian Guard) grasped war axes, marching in the middle of the formation, with hundreds of infantry leading warhorses behind.

The procession moved grandly through the city, heading toward the Sipahi Cavalry Camp.

Richard the Lionheart, dressed in a red battle robe, coldly observed: "What is Losa planning again?"

The Count's Guard Captain whispered: "I heard Duke Losa has recruited a team of infantry and wants to train them into his Imperial Guard Cavalry."

Richard the Lionheart frowned: "Investigate further. Don't bring me these groundless, illogical rumors again—training a group of recent recruits, who have just laid down their hoes, into soldiers that can hold formation on the battlefield without immediately collapsing to the enemy's charge is already an impressive feat if Losa has a knack for training soldiers."

Even with demonic potion, it's impossible to turn a group of infantry into elite cavalry!

The Count's Guard Captain whispered: "But Your Majesty, this is the most credible intelligence I've gathered. The soldiers under the Grand Marshal have a strong sense of secrecy, and much information isn't easily disclosed to subordinates."

"Then forget about it."

Richard chuckled coldly: "Lately, the Saracens have been probing attacks on several border fortresses; is he not taking this opportunity to use his elite plumed cavalry to eliminate these small enemy groups? Why is he causing such a commotion here?"

From his perspective, Losa's current choice wasn't the wisest.

Winged cavalry like these lightly armored heavy cavalry are best suited for ambushes in such scenarios.

At this moment, Losa's entourage passed by Richard, and Losa nodded with a smile to Richard, drawing a cross on his chest. Richard forced a smile and returned the gesture: "May God bless you."

Once Losa had moved past, Richard said angrily: "What's up with Losa, it's only been a day, how does he seem so much more imposing?"

"Is that really Losa?"

The silhouette of the young witch Martha emerged from behind Richard, puzzled: "Not just his presence, even his aura has changed. If he were to stand beside you now, if someone said there was only one King among you, most people would probably think he looked more like a King."

Richard couldn't help but frown, grunting unpleasantly: "He looks more like a King than I do?"

For someone as proud and arrogant as him, "jealousy" was an emotion that had scarcely appeared in his heart before reaching the Holy Land. Ever since meeting Losa, he couldn't deny that this emotion had become increasingly frequent.

"Your Majesty, apologies..."

The young witch Martha came back to her senses, having been overwhelmed by Losa's aura, she unwittingly spoke her mind: "Let me examine further; there must be significant changes with him."

Swirls seemed to appear in her eyes, but soon, she staggered back several steps as if heavily injured, almost falling, and was caught by Richard in time: "What's happening?"

Martha looked at Losa's distant back, an unhealthy blush rising on her pale cheeks: "Your... majesty, promise me never to make an enemy of Losa, even if Her Majesty the Queen were to come, you shouldn't."

Richard frowned: "What's going on?"

Martha shook her head, withholding her guesses.

Previously, when she looked at Losa, it seemed he was constantly shrouded by an immense shadow of a black demon dragon. But upon looking again, she saw an ordinary-looking Losa, now resembling a terrifying giant dragon with red-black scale armor, a massive body reaching a hundred meters in size.

Even in the hometown of dragons, the Scandinavian Mountains, he would definitely be considered a tremendously powerful dragon; such a high-level dragon species could only be dealt with at a legendary level.

"Anyway, please promise me this request."

Martha looked at Richard, fearful that her revealing Losa's true identity would lead Richard to recklessly make accusations. Such a terrifying demon dragon coming to the human world with a human form must entail a grand conspiracy.

This is beyond what anyone beneath legendary stature can handle.

...

Losa arrived at the Sipahi Camp with his entourage, looking at the eager gazes below, he smiled and said: "Brave warriors under the Heavenly Lord's watch, your hard training has not been in vain. From today on, I will form a 'Keshik company,' and all of you will be the initial members of the 'Keshik company.'

Seeing disbelief and ecstasy interwoven on their faces, Losa continued speaking: "Next, everyone will come before me in turn, and I will grant you a full set of weapons and mounts, as well as— the Heavenly Lord's blessing!"

Despite achieving significant power enhancements, he still did not plan to immediately launch a decisive battle against the Saracens.

The newly gained abilities needed to be tested further in Prajna's book world, to assess their strengths and weaknesses before utilizing them.

Moreover, after Lavinia became elite, a massive amount of gold coins was invested to fully level up to her current powerful stage, surpassing her peak in Yesterday's Giant Ship world.

How to perfectly wield this power, and cooperate with others, must also be practiced in the book world.

With Lavinia now holding the recovery decree, there's no worry about Prajna being unable to sustain so many people in the book world, allowing for unrestricted rehearsals.

After assembling this new Keshik company, he intended to return to the residence to test his new abilities.

As everyone approached, filled with excitement, kneeling before Losa, and felt combat techniques and advanced riding skills spontaneously appear in their minds, many were so excited they nearly fainted.

"This is the gift of the Heavenly Father, praise the Heavenly Father, praise the Holy Son!"

"Long live Saint Losa!"

After the ceremony, seeing those fervent, devout faces, Losa said with a smile: "The Heavenly Lord's blessing isn't easy to master. Most of you have not previously learned riding skills, let alone mounted archery, and the Keshik company's forte is precisely these aspects. With the impending heretics, I hope you can quickly integrate and understand the 'Heavenly Lord's blessing,' protect Semanude, and expand the Heavenly Lord's glory."

"Long live!"

Excited cries could be heard even through thick walls, echoing afar.

Spies from various factions watching nearby couldn't help but wonder if Losa had accomplished some remarkable miracle again.